I woke up in Terminal C of Denver International Airport, having slept on the floor, beneath unforgiving lights. Because people are afraid of each other, I spent another two days stealth camped outside of a UPS store. Waiting for things you aren’t supposed to bring on an airplane. Trekking poles, tent stakes, a pocket knife. […]
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Beach Bum, Seaside, Oregon
At the last minute, I headed to the Oregon coast in an attempt to see the Perseid meteor shower. To lay on the beach and watch magic sparkle across the night sky. But as the sun dipped below the horizon, the clouds rolled in, covering the stars. I fell asleep to the soothing rhythm of […]
Stealth Camping Cascade Locks, Oregon
“Why something instead of nothing?” A hiker named Late Night asked, as we lounged on the sidewalk, in the shade, in front of the grocery store. He was drinking a six pack of beer, I was working on my second half gallon of milk. And because of that, I missed my bus to Portland, and […]
Stealth Camping Sedona
Nestled in the tranquil shade, far from the bustle of civilization, I surrendered to sleep. For days on end, I followed a routine: stash my belongings in a tree, hike miles to the trailhead, and catch the shuttle into Sedona. After only a few hours in town, replenishing water, savoring a meal, I’d board the […]
Reflections
I got lost on the Florida Trail, and a month and a half later, found myself in Flagstaff, Arizona. I’d gotten used to being off social media, and coming back was a harder decision than it should have been. I’d had such a great time with so many incredible people that it felt disrespectful for […]
Florida Keys Overseas Heritage Trail
Long days of rhythmic, meditative footsteps across unfamiliar terrain allow for easy access to mystic-lite states of consciousness. Where the balance between the internal and external experience is a sort of perpetual motion, a physical reflection of the inner need for exploration, growth, and understanding. But then again, I’m a romantic. This idealized view of […]
Northbound from Key West, Florida
It took two days to reach the southern most point of the Continental United States, only to then immediately turn around, hiking north on the Florida Keys Overseas Heritage Trail. A new beginning, to see Florida again with fresh eyes. Two days more of pounding pavement, back to the Seven Mile Bridge, where cars rush […]
Stealth Camping Sabino Canyon
Gratitude washed over me as the sun reclaimed the Santa Catalina Mountains. The persistent chill and dampness had worn on me, prompting daydreams of warmer, heavier gear. On a cold and breezy morning descent from Mt. Lemmon, my focus wasn’t on miles but on descending to Hutch’s Pool. I yearned to warm up, spread out […]
San Jacinto Cowboy Camping
What a fantastic night! Hiked the PCT partway up San Jacinto, not as far as I’d hoped but I had a painful blister from the hole in my toe socks. I’d drained some of it yesterday morning but it came back with a vengeance. I cowboy camped 150 ft west of the water faucet off […]
Windmill Farm Stealth Camping
I managed to get to the Metrolink Station to catch the last bus towards Cabazon. From the Morongo Casino I walked back to the PCT and what I hoped would be a warmer stretch of trail. Only it was so late and I was limping from a few newly formed blisters that I didn’t exactly […]